User blog comment:Nikolai Banks/Gangs, Tribes And Clans Of Redwall/@comment-3135907-20110629214220

At last the remaining chests have been hauled away to Wettey's camp and left under the guard of Blocknose and Searface. Wettey, Blasko and Patcheye remain. "We still need wun o' yourn fer a slave..." Wettey begins, but suddenly he stops. "Wait! I've gottit. Yew won't 'ave ter worry, cos I'll jus' take this fat liddle squirr'l o' yers wot Blasko ketched. Haharaharaharr!"